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sole e vento e battimento del mare
era una bellezza nei giorni
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
all'interno della mia mano tengo
rose ed oro
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
la luce ritirata
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
oscillato nella culla del profondo

 



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