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braided e tessuto
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
tempesta
č spesso non cosě?
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
ho visto la prima pera
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
una parola di volo di qui e lŕ
la gradisco
alla mezzanotte
sentite la pioggia?
stuff della luna

 



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