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halloween poem

che cosa io devono voi
dolce e forte
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me

 



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