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daughter poem

i giorni malinconici sono venuto
era molte e molto un anno fa
mescolisi
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
mi domando dove vivete
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
era non per quell'odore singolare
figlie di tempo

 



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