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halloween poetry

migliori che il granito
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
su e giů va
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
siete svegli?
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
era l'autunno dell'anno
vecchio vino da bere
dio
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero

 



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