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il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
siete vivi?
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
per verità, per amore
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
perchè così triste mio bello?
scattando in su, cadendo
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
il prato stava strisciando

 



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