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suicide poem

ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla piů in anticipo
questi sono
in sua tenda custodita
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
e come potreste sogno della riunione
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
alti pareti ed enorme
la luce ritirata
non ci č fuga dal fiume
e pane del breaketh non di piů
il prato stava strisciando
poco cancello č stato raggiunto in fine

 



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