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due file dei cavoli
al lato di un campo raso
alti pareti ed enorme
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
bello
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite

 



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