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poetry in motion

la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
quegli occhi neri i una volta cosě elogiato
ha detto
in sua tenda custodita
oscillato nella culla del profondo

 



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