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grandmother poem

fate sentirsi
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
era una bellezza nei giorni
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
era un oysterman giovane alto
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
è spesso non così?
se esso
li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo

 



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