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good bye poem

nelle mattine nube-grige
portimi la canzone morbida
una foschia stava guidando giù
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
come candela bianca
ad alcuno i dii grassi
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
ci situiamo
chi ama la pioggia

 



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