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improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
in settembre
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
chi č il corridore nei cieli
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
per venire cosě presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscuritŕ
ascolti
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro

 



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