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in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
osservare di lĂ 
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
calma come che seconda estate
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure

 



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