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piantiamo
non brucio incenso
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
mescolisi
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole

 



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