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memorial poem

il lampo ha esposto a flash ed ha alzato
li prevedo
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittŕ
sotto la luna della raccolta
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
sto cantando voi
in sua tenda custodita
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
prima del san bronze solenne
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
vecchio vino da bere

 



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