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lost love poem

agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
dicami pi di meno o dicami di pi
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
semplicemente parlando
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
dialo
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi

 



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