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happy birthday poem

una foschia stava guidando giù
gli archi del ponticello rosso
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
non prego per pace
li prevedo
siete chiari
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
era una bellezza nei giorni
forse
babylon -- dove vado sognare

 



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