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agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
in pieno delle rotture
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
la nerezza
l'alba era verde mela
e così va
quindi non posso
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
lungo le serie
dai nostri posti nascosti
il bambino che ha gettato via il foglio dopo il foglio
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
nobility della morte ancora
in settembre

 



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