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friendship poem

mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
quale si conservare
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
il corpo puň limitare
cosě perso
la neve bisbiglia circa me
una parola di volo di qui e lŕ
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
impaurito nient'altro, dico
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
penso spesso alla cittŕ bella
conosco che cosa state andando dire
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare

 



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