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a volte mi domando se č realmente allineare
le ombre delle navi
tutti gli anni sfavorevoli
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
mi domando dove vivete
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
non dal mondo largo di tutto
alti pareti ed enorme
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
come un uomo nudo io va

 



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