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fall poem

i giorni hypocritic
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
un uccello ha cantato
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
nelle mattine nube-grige
per verità, per amore
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
come candela bianca

 



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