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ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
due file dei cavoli
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
tengo il vostro cuore
non dal mondo largo di tutto
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
dialo
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
fra le montagne ho vagato
vi ricordate di
chi chiamerà il vento

 



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