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dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino
l'alba era verde mela
se fossi molto sicuro
non posso ora dirvi
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
oscillato nella culla del profondo
conosco che cosa state andando dire
era molte e molto un anno fa
una parola di volo di qui e lŕ
ed il mio nome č sincero
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
dal mare scintillante

 



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