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suicide poem

non appenda corona
non ci moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
non sia falso
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
la nerezza

 



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