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christmas poetry

non sia falso
basamento qui dal mio lato
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
semplicemente parlando
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
tempesta
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
mi sono levato in piedi
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare

 



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