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i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
semplicemente parlando
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
vi ricordate di
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
chi ama la pioggia
da me indegno e sconosciuto
dove io trovili
i loro capelli bei
mi sono levato in piedi
deve andare indietro, ha detto
una penna di acciaio
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto

 



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