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sonno, fratello grigio della morte
piantiamo
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
ma alas, sogni giusti
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me

 



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