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sad death poem

sole e vento e battimento del mare
perch allora, il mosto noi vede?
mille anni silenziosi fa
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
ottanta anni hanno passato e pi
braided e tessuto
non ci moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
gli archi del ponticello rosso

 



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