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cammino giù i percorsi del giardino
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
glass-blower di tempo
sono il vento che esita
non appenda corona
prima del san bronze solenne
nel vostro volo
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
ma alas, sogni giusti
perchè così triste mio bello?
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo

 



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