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ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
mi chiedono dove sono stato
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
ascolti il mare suonante
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
calma come che seconda estate
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane

 



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