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daughter poem

mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tč
su e giů va
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
chi č il corridore nei cieli
la neve bisbiglia circa me
dal ponticello rude
conosco non dove
ultima mezzanotte

 



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