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mother poem

amilo in fine, o se non
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
siete vivi?
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
esprimiamo le nostre passioni piĂą basse
era molte e molto un anno fa
per coprire il pensiero ardente
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi

 



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