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"maig" poems
I don’t remember my life in London anymore Barcelona - tagliata da flussi di suoni come boulevard* Stella is gone away on acid. I trust her, what else? Nat is Polish but I thought she’d be Spanish And Richard. Young - and a monkey. Deepty will marry an Indian engineer. Wide hips, same problems. ******* Italians in El Born
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Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 12:38 AM UTC
3 maig 2017
With the sea You don't need a friend anymore No empty spaces to fill with noise The coast And the white foam Even for a day Become your lovers But the salt makes your skin itch
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Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 12:39 AM UTC
Catalunya 5 maig 2017