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fall poem

calma come che seconda estate
i loro capelli bei
ascolti
dai prati ricchi con cereale
una parola di volo di qui e là
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
glooms delle viv-quercie
ho visto la prima pera
l'alba era verde mela
era non per quell'odore singolare
è spesso non così?
per allora senza

 



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