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life poem

il mio figlio guasto e sono ciechi andanti
ho detto
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
forse
i loro capelli bei
ho visto le stelle pi fiere
riassunto su una notte di volo
pharaoh, re della terra dell'egitto
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
come come le stelle questo il bianco, facce nameless
non brucio incenso
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
da solo

 



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