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non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
un pensiero dolce solenne
sono una donna
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
mistero piů scuro e piů sconosciuto
non prego per pace
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo

 



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