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i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
moonlight profondo e tenero
quindi non posso
in sua tenda custodita
fate sentirsi
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
uno per uno, come va da un albero
parla non bene

 



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