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baby poem

quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
portimi la canzone morbida
quando venite stasera
in sua tenda custodita
ad alcuno i dii grassi
su e giů va
alti pareti ed enorme
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
sotto la luna della raccolta
la gradisco

 



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