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poem for pastors

sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro t
portimi la canzone morbida
fiori dei bambini
poco parco che attraverso
l'aria piena l'alba del e la molla
il giorno fatto
in pieno delle rotture
prima del san bronze solenne
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
il fratello, sono fuoco
sole e vento e battimento del mare

 



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