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per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
in sua tenda custodita
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
corsa alto-sopportata
era una bellezza nei giorni
volontà glimmer sul mare?
vi ricordate di
ho visto le stelle più fiere

 



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