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ascolti il mare suonante
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
così caduto
desolato e solo
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
impaurito nient'altro, dico
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
riempio questa tazza
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
non brucio incenso
vivo dalla riva del fiume
persino avrebbe suo scherzo

 



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