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quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
perchè così triste mio bello?
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
conosco che cosa state andando dire
nelle mattine nube-grige
un miglio dietro
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
da me indegno e sconosciuto
una parola di volo di qui e là
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
siete vivi?

 



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