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siete il mio compagno
fra le montagne ho vagato
ma non posso ora leggerlo
amo rubare per un po'via
nella sfera
se fossi molto sicuro
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
perchč
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
il fratello, sono fuoco
splendor dolce
li prevedo
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri

 



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