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best friend poem

mi chiedono dove sono stato
dal puntello, dal mare
questi sono
gloom
noi che si sono levati in piedi
città che non è una città
tristemente parlando
qui cade nessuna luce
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
quando un atto è fatto per la libertà
non sia arrabbiato con me
dove io trovili

 



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