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christmas poetry

tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
la luce ritirata
ci qualcuno l
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
cammino gi i percorsi del giardino
sotto la mia finestra in una via della citt
ombre alate che scopano vicino
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
spesso non cos?
uomo freddo severo

 



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