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come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
nelle mattine nube-grige
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
ombre alate che scopano vicino
ho vinto la corsa

 



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