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babylon -- dove vado sognare
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
bello
scattando in su, cadendo
sono il vento che esita
ci situiamo
due file dei cavoli
non prego per pace
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
le preghiere bianche piccole
ombre alate che scopano vicino

 



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