The dead poetess

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The dead poetess




Through the opened window,

They clearly heard a mischievous laughter,

Where is peacefully lying,

The half-angel half-demon.

The resounding echo of her voice,

Threatening the intruders to haunt them,

Tries to gather every of her verses,

To prevent us from knowing.

How did she die?


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