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grandma poem

ha detto
fra le montagne ho vagato
nei numeri mournful
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
diami la fame
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
qui si trova una signora la piĂą bella
da me indegno e sconosciuto
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle

 



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