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prima del san bronze solenne
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
dal mare scintillante
come esso
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
e cosě va
braided e tessuto
quegli occhi neri i una volta cosě elogiato
era un oysterman giovane alto

 



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