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best friend poem

per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
nella terra silenziosa
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calic
la sua faccia giusta e liscia e fine
pensieri tramite la mia testa
la musica i si sentita con voi era pi della musica
il corpo pu limitare
da me indegno e sconosciuto

 



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