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vivo dalla riva del fiume
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
in un vecchio alloggiamento si č illuminato morbidamente
il bambino che ha gettato via il foglio dopo il foglio
moonlight profondo e tenero
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
quindi non posso
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra

 



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