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sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
all'interno della mia mano tengo
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
all'alba, ha detto
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
ascolti
malinconia, azzurro era
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine

 



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