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poem for dad

limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
quando libert dalla sua altezza della montagna
deve andare indietro, ha detto
non eravamo molti
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte

 



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