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per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
un pensiero dolce solenne
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
lungo le serie
noi che si sono levati in piedi
quindi non posso
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
riempio questa tazza
fate non sentirsi
era non per quell'odore singolare
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittŕ
quel compagno sconosciuto č venuto sul mescolareare i piedi

 



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