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ho guardato sul cielo glorious
riempio questa tazza
ad alcuno i dii grassi
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
l'alba era verde mela
e con l'uccello di ronzio
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
vecchio vino da bere
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
figlie di tempo

 



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