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mi sono levato in piedi
all'alba, ha detto
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
ho lanciato il mondo
forse è materia che avete morto
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
non rimanga nient'altro
in pieno delle rotture
morbido come la base nella terra
e con l'uccello di ronzio

 



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