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basamento qui dal mio lato
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
moonlight profondo e tenero
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
deve andare indietro, ha detto
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
sole e vento e battimento del mare
semplicità

 



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