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death poem

ad alcuno i dii grassi
il prato stava strisciando
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
ho vinto la corsa
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
nei numeri mournful
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
movimento del vostro corpo č come musica
con il tramonto

 



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