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suicide poem

la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguir
nel vostro volo
ho lanciato il mondo
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore al cancello
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino

 



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