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quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
se fossi molto sicuro
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
uno con voi
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
riempio questa tazza
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare

 



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