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concrete poetry

uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
con gioia e wonder
ho visto le stelle più fiere
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
città che non è una città
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
non sia arrabbiato con me
ora
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
vecchio vino da bere
le vecchie canzoni

 



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