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sad love poem

limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
ad alcuno i dii grassi
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
senza sosta
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
notte mysterious
ancora tredici anni

 



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