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e pane del breaketh non di pi
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
li ho detestati
non giri la vostra testa
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
quel compagno sconosciuto venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless

 



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