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sex poem

aumentato dai morti
potremmo ma sapere
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
così caduto
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
senza sosta
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
le ombre delle navi
nel porto di nuovo York

 



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