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i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
dicami pi di meno o dicami di pi
ancora tredici anni
uomo freddo severo
non posso ora dirvi
come esso
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi

 



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