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siete bei e sbiaditi
ha incurvato l'inondazione
siete svegli?
e con l'uccello di ronzio
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
il giorno è fatto
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
perchè
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
uno sguardo è ma un raggio

 



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