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sad death poem

mescolisi
città che non è una città
una foschia stava guidando giù
una parola di volo di qui e là
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
e con l'uccello di ronzio
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine

 



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