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grandma poem

sole e vento e battimento del mare
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
semplicemente parlando
così perso
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
buona donna
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
sono il vento che esita
indietro, giri indietro
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante

 



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