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fall poem

un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
dai nostri posti nascosti
dicami non
ha detto
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
in settembre
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare

 



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