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in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
alti pareti ed enorme
deve andare indietro, ha detto
perchè
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
era non per quell'odore singolare
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
nella terra silenziosa
forse è materia che avete morto
ombre alate che scopano vicino
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
sono il vento che esita

 



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