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faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
nelle mattine nube-grige
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
quindi non posso
uno per uno, come va da un albero
oscillato nella culla del profondo
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?

 



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