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short friendship poem

in sua tenda custodita
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
che cosa era esso i motori detti
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
fate sentirsi
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
ho vinto la corsa
dicami
amo rubare per un po'via
mi domando dove vivete
vi ricordate di
così perso
perchè così triste mio bello?

 



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