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vado il mio senso complacently
quando venite stasera
nobility della morte ancora
ora
non ci moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
dal puntello, dal mare
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
in tutte le cose non parlate di
sotto la luna della raccolta

 



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