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short love poem

ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
citt che non una citt
portimi la canzone morbida
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
penso spesso alla citt bella
il mio dispiacere, quando qui con me
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare

 



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