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era una bellezza nei giorni
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
non prego per pace
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
indietro, giri indietro
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
dicami non

 



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