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forse
venuto prenderlo dalla mano
perch sono le cose che non hanno morte
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
forse materia che avete morto
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino aumentato
lucida l'ultima et, il seguente con speranza visto
lungo le serie
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
passato inesorabile di thou
mi domando dove vivete
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume

 



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