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glass-blower di tempo
venuto prenderlo dalla mano
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
che cosa io devono voi
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
le ombre delle navi
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
qui cade nessuna luce
non posso ora dirvi

 



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