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sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritŕ
con gioia e wonder
deve andare indietro, ha detto
mille anni silenziosi fa
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
amo rubare per un po'via
poco parco che attraverso
due file dei cavoli
non rimanga nient'altro
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
mi chiedono dove sono stato

 



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