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dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
alla mezzanotte
nella sfera
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
siete chiari
quale si conservare
quegli occhi neri i una volta cosě elogiato
il cielo
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi

 



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