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un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
ho detto
disprezzo i miei amici più di voi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
la nerezza

 



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