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sad love poem

il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
sotto la luna della raccolta
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
conosco non dove
in possa
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa

 



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