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poem for dad

se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
il prato stava strisciando
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
il corpo può limitare
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
un pensiero dolce solenne
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
amo rubare per un po'via

 



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