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christmas poem

i giorni hypocritic
li ho detestati
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
ad alcuno i dii grassi
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
č aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
composto del loveliness da solo
quel compagno sconosciuto č venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
braided e tessuto
lasci il unsaid bello di parole

 



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