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il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
dolce e forte
il prato stava strisciando
moonlight profondo e tenero
molto bene, voi liberali
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
morbidamente piangendo
al lato di un campo raso
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittĂ 
quale si conservare
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole

 



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