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sorry poem

felicità
il fratello, sono fuoco
sotto la mia finestra in una via della città
uomo freddo severo
quale desidero rilevare
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
era un oysterman giovane alto
siete chiari
corsa alto-sopportata
un miglio dietro
nella sfera
quell'anno
vi ricordate di
che cosa era esso i motori detti

 



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