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candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
dai prati ricchi con cereale
lo ho visto una volta prima
nella sfera
siete bei e sbiaditi
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
con gioia e wonder
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
ancora tredici anni
come candela bianca

 



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