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corsa alto-sopportata
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
migliori che il granito
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
fiori dei bambini
veda che mi dò voi
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicò
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
città che non è una città
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
nella terra silenziosa

 



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