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non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
malinconia, azzurro era
nelle mattine nube-grige
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
non prego per pace
sono il vento che esita
devo dire buona notte
vivo dalla riva del fiume
il corpo può limitare
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica

 



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