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ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
chi ama la pioggia
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
nei numeri mournful
tristemente parlando
la fragranza è venuto
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare

 



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