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in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino
perchč
dal puntello, dal mare
provato nel glimmer nei vostri occhi
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine

 



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