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baby poem

la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
mi sono levato in piedi
fate non sentirsi
per coprire il pensiero ardente
conosco che cosa state andando dire
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
il fratello, sono fuoco
ad alcuno i dii grassi
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore

 



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