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in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino
dicami pił di meno o dicami di pił
mi chiedono dove sono stato
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
questi sono
era un oysterman giovane alto
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
riempio questa tazza
conosco non dove
abbiamo nessuno shame?
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
ottanta anni hanno passato e pił
non prego per pace

 



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