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sad love poem

mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
il corpo può limitare
ma non posso ora leggerlo
come livellare cade
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero

 



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