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per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
il giorno č fatto
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
quale desidero rilevare
quell'anno
sole e vento e battimento del mare
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
noi che si sono levati in piedi
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
in un vecchio alloggiamento si č illuminato morbidamente
la neve bisbiglia circa me
le vecchie canzoni
nelle mattine nube-grige

 



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