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nature poem

ha scoppiato il vino feroce
veda che mi dò voi
piantiamo
dai prati ricchi con cereale
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
fate non sentirsi
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittĂ 
del sole né stelle

 



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