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il giorno č fatto
ora
ho vinto la corsa
quando il velare dagli occhi č alzato
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
la fragranza č venuto
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
in possa
non rimanga nient'altro
la luce ritirata

 



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