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fall poem

una parola di volo di qui e lŕ
mi domando dove vivete
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
dal ponticello rude
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
li ho sentiti nella notte
siete chiari
mescolisi
cosě perso
ci č un paese in pieno di vino
quale si conservare

 



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