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vecchio vino da bere
forse è materia che avete morto
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
siete chiari
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
qui si trova una signora la più bella
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
così perso
oscillato nella culla del profondo

 



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