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fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
l'aria è come una farfalla
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
conosco non dove
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave

 



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