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un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
dicami non
esistere dello swan
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
il fratello, sono fuoco
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
sotto la luna della raccolta
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane

 



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