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death poem

ho visto le stelle più fiere
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
è ci qualcuno là
con gioia e wonder
mi domando dove vivete
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
tengo il vostro cuore
gli archi del ponticello rosso
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
figlie di tempo
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
uno per uno, come va da un albero
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
corsa alto-sopportata

 



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