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father poem

poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
il corpo puň limitare
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
mai in tutta la mia vita
siete svegli?
travails della terra
quando venite stasera
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda

 



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