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amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
sono vecchio e cieco
perch cos triste mio bello?
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
ora
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
gli archi del ponticello rosso
ho lanciato il mondo
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
desolato e solo

 



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