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funeral poem

il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna
come candela bianca
tempesta
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
il prato stava strisciando
ciň č la canzone della gioventů
il cielo
non rimanga nient'altro
prenda i miei bracelets

 



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