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bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
riempio questa tazza
gloom
dal pavimento al soffitto
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
forse è materia che avete morto
così perso
lasci il unsaid bello di parole

 



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