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happy birthday poem

travails della terra
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
uomo freddo severo
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
una storia molto notevole questo è
nella terra silenziosa
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirò
abbiamo nessuno shame?
che cosa era esso i motori detti
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro

 



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