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death poem

ho visto le stelle più fiere
non rimanga nient'altro
dai nostri posti nascosti
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
non prego per pace
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
l'amore è stato cantato mille sensi
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili

 



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