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un uccello ha cantato
è andato
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
nei numeri mournful
ascolti il mare suonante
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
ho visto le stelle più fiere

 



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