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vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
mi sono levato in piedi
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
il dolce con il fern ed è aumentato
devo dire buona notte
oscillato nella culla del profondo
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
così perso

 



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