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christmas poem

deve andare indietro, ha detto
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
eliminazione, lottante vainly
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
che cosa era esso i motori detti
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore è al cancello

 



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