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tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
chi chiamerŕ il vento
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
la luce ritirata
una parola di volo di qui e lŕ
come le aquile sul high alto
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto

 



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