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halloween poetry

ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
glass-blower di tempo
quale si conservare
nella terra silenziosa
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
con gioia e wonder
una foschia stava guidando giù
in possa
la penso splendido giusto
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
forse

 



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