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memorial poem

perchè così triste mio bello?
del sole né stelle
in pieno delle rotture
non sia arrabbiato con me
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
mi sono levato in piedi
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
nelle mattine nube-grige
sono vecchio e cieco
quando ero si è rotto a Londra

 



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