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ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
uno con voi
li prevedo
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
vecchio vino da bere
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città

 



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