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impaurito nient'altro, dico
una foschia stava guidando giù
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
forse è materia che avete morto
alti pareti ed enorme
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
dicami non
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
li ho detestati
un uccello ha cantato
sono andato su e giù le vie
in sua tenda custodita

 



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