Pensiero profondo n° 24

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Life is a freak.
If you don't trust me, try and go downtown tonight.
You'll see the clown, popping around,
talking to the folks in the streets.
You'll see the dark lady from the lowlife,
casting her spells on all those heads.
You'll see the old woman, young
in her dyed hair and eyebrows.
You'll see the boy, asking for joy
in a corner round the murble columns.
You'll see the man, out of his mind
talking to himself and the spirits out of his mouth.
You'll see the life, talking to you
all the way through.
Life is a death.
Life is a show.
Life is a damned crowded stair.
Life is a freak, calling for your soul
and it'll get it all.

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