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sex poem

chi chiamerà il vento
tristemente parlando
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
osservare di là
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino


 



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