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di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
ciò è l'arsenale
un uccello ha cantato
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
basamento qui dal mio lato
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
non ci è fuga dal fiume

 



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