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ad alcuno i dii grassi
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
veda, rinviano
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
fiori dei bambini
un uccello ha cantato
come un uomo nudo io va
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
città che non è una città
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine

 



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