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halloween poem

quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
siete chiari
composto del loveliness da solo
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
ci situiamo

 



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