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mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
dal profondo e l'oscuritŕ
metŕ di piaceri e palazzi benchč possiamo vagare
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
ha scoppiato il vino feroce

 



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