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quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
conosco non dove
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
la festivitŕ reale č stata fatta
alti pareti ed enorme
siete il mio compagno
ottanta anni hanno passato e piů
in un vecchio alloggiamento si č illuminato morbidamente
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare

 



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