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una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
indietro, giri indietro
è andato
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
deve andare indietro, ha detto
la nerezza
le montagne sono gente silenziosa

 



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