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così perso
era molte e molto un anno fa
chi è il corridore nei cieli
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
al lato di un campo raso
non dal mondo largo di tutto
sono il vento che esita
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
in pieno delle rotture
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
quando venite stasera
quando ero un ragazzo all'università
chi ama la pioggia

 



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