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ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
il cielo
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
tempesta
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
l'agonia di avere troppa alimentazione
sole e vento e battimento del mare
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
chi ama la pioggia
i loro capelli bei

 



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