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penso spesso alla cittŕ bella
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
dal ponticello rude
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
ci situiamo
li ho detestati
parla non bene
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
che cosa noi ora farŕ
prima del san bronze solenne
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
quando ho rinviato al tramonto

 



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