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african american poetry

un uccello ha cantato
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
non sia arrabbiato con me
scattando in su, cadendo
diami la fame

 



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