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quando ero si è rotto a Londra
la notte era nera e drear
splendor dolce
morbidamente piangendo
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle
il lampo ha esposto a flash ed ha alzato
ancora tredici anni

 



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