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friend poem

la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
stuff della luna
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino aumentato
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
sopra il fiume beckon a me
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della citt
dove io trovili
in sua tenda custodita
ho entrato nel deserto perch la mia anima athirst
quando venite stasera
siete chiari

 



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