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per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
sopra il fiume beckon a me
oscillato nella culla del profondo
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
le vecchie canzoni

 



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