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religious poem

alcuni giorni più ventosi
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
una foschia stava guidando giù
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
gli archi del ponticello rosso
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
all'interno della mia mano tengo
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
truely

 



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