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ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
perchè così triste mio bello?
era molte e molto un anno fa
che cosa era esso i motori detti
malinconia, azzurro era
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio

 



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