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non posso ora dirvi
per coprire il pensiero ardente
dal pavimento al soffitto
migliori che il granito
dicami piĂą di meno o dicami di piĂą
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
composto del loveliness da solo
non giri la vostra testa
veda lo sperimentale

 



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