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gloom
era un oysterman giovane alto
oscillato nella culla del profondo
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
vecchio vino da bere
che cosa io devono voi
felicitĂ 
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
con gli occhi meek e marroni
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita

 



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