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quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
così perso
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
un uccello ha cantato
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano

 



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