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romantic love poem

burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
sono il vento che esita
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
mi chiedono dove sono stato
la gradisco
non giri la vostra testa
dal pavimento al soffitto
morbido come la base nella terra

 



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