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ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
dal ponticello rude
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
sono il vento che esita
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
li prevedo
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi

 



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