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al lato di un campo raso
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
sono il vento che esita
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
in pieno delle rotture
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
che cosa io devono voi
nel porto di nuovo York
ottanta anni hanno passato e pi
bench repine di amore e strofinio di motivo

 



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