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daughter poem

č venuto prenderlo dalla mano
ma alas, sogni giusti
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
siete chiari
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
mescolisi
il bambino che ha gettato via il foglio dopo il foglio
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi

 



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