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quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
in pieno delle rotture
ho lanciato il mondo
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
forse è materia che avete morto
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
calma come che seconda estate
con il tramonto
penso spesso alla città bella

 



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