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quando ho rinviato al tramonto
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
forse č materia che avete morto
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
perchč
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
sono andato su e giů le vie
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
non prego per pace
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
cittŕ che non č una cittŕ

 



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