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quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
un miglio dietro
sono fevered
le veritĂ  terribili questi sono
come candela bianca
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
il sole ha fatto un passo giĂą dal suo throne dorato

 



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