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i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
chi chiamerà il vento
penso spesso alla città bella
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
vecchio vino da bere
forse è materia che avete morto
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole

 



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