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halloween poem for kid

spesso non cos?
devo dire buona notte
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
mi domando dove vivete
ad alcuno i dii grassi
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
ma alas, sogni giusti
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
all'interno della mia mano tengo
forse materia che avete morto

 



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