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poem for pastors

da solo
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
all'alba, ha detto
ma non posso ora leggerlo
una foschia stava guidando giů
č aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
il giorno č fatto
dal pavimento al soffitto
dal ponticello rude

 



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