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lo ho visto una volta prima
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
sto cantando voi
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
non brucio incenso
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso

 



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