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thanksgiving poetry

la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
sono una donna
una penna di acciaio
dal puntello, dal mare
e cos va
dal mare scintillante
mi domando dove vivete

 



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