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sad love poem

forse è materia che avete morto
alcuni giorni più ventosi
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
poco parco che attraverso
ho vinto la corsa
passato inesorabile di thou
travails della terra
impaurito nient'altro, dico
nel porto di nuovo York
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi

 



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