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amavo una donna
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
non sia falso
che cosa io devono voi
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
come livellare cade
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
le verità terribili questi sono
da me indegno e sconosciuto
figlie di tempo
riempio questa tazza
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
una foschia stava guidando giù

 



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