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conosco non dove
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
era una bellezza nei giorni
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore è al cancello
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
penso spesso alla città bella
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora

 



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