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suicide poem

corsa alto-sopportata
fiori dei bambini
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
questi sono
semplicità
il giorno è fatto
provato nel glimmer nei vostri occhi
dicami non
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
siete chiari
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
tutti quei tesori che si trovano

 



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