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una foschia stava guidando giù
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
sono fevered
impaurito nient'altro, dico
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
forse è materia che avete morto
in settembre
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
ma alas, sogni giusti
eliminazione, lottante vainly
sentite la pioggia?

 



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