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love poem

perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte
sto morendo
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
lŕ dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
movimento del vostro corpo č come musica
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
prenda i miei bracelets
non rimanga nient'altro
forse č materia che avete morto
ho detto

 



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