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nel porto di nuovo York
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
molto bene, voi liberali
con il tramonto
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
perchč
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb

 



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