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mother poem

ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
sono andato su e giù le vie
ultima mezzanotte
dolce e forte
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
dite che lo amate
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
veda che mi dò voi
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
penso spesso alla città bella
dicami più di meno o dicami di più

 



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