Dysfunctional poetry
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Last published Sat, Dec 14, 2019
Pensieri inconsistenti e vorticosi vomitati su carta o su schermi asettici.
Dalla passione del corpo all'amore per l'oblio.
Inconsistent thoughts puked on paper or aseptic screens. From bodily passions to the love for oblivion.
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