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dark poetry

li ho detestati
le ombre delle navi
portimi la canzone morbida
quindi non posso
come candela bianca
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
bello
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso

 



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