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ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
sopra il fiume beckon a me
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
non ci č fuga dal fiume
veda lo sperimentale
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
questi sono
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo

 



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