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la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
è andato
riempio questa tazza
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
notte mysterious
per verità, per amore
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
mescolisi

 



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