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halloween poem

ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
amo rubare per un po'via
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
era l'autunno dell'anno
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
braided e tessuto
non si addolori che finito

 



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