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uccelli contro il vento di aprile
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
nel porto di nuovo York
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
amo rubare per un po'via
i poets dicono a

 



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