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halloween poem

lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
le veritŕ terribili questi sono
sopra il fiume beckon a me
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
era una bellezza nei giorni
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
della l'oscuritŕ e pace nel mia base finale
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
se esso

 



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