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ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
mescolisi
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
forse è materia che avete morto
ma non posso ora leggerlo

 



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