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poetry in motion

fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
l'agonia di avere troppa alimentazione
noi che si sono levati in piedi
li ho sentiti nella notte
gloom
figlie di tempo
mi chiedono dove sono stato
non eravamo molti
sono vecchio e cieco
per coprire il pensiero ardente

 



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