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ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
che cosa era esso i motori detti
ha detto
piantiamo
uno per uno, come va da un albero
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
in sua tenda custodita
senza sosta
faccialo rotare giů dal prato
che cosa noi ora farŕ

 



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