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pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
dicami piĂą di meno o dicami di piĂą
non posso ora dirvi
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
non rimanga nient'altro

 



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