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in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
mescolisi
senza sosta
devo dire buona notte
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
calma come che seconda estate
amico, di cui il sorriso č venuto essere
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi

 



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