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dark poetry

l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
rose ed oro
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
lo ho visto una volta prima
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
scattando in su, cadendo
una parola di volo di qui e là
per coprire il pensiero ardente
non rimanga nient'altro

 



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