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dove io trovili
chi chiamerŕ il vento
dicami
fiori dei bambini
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
in pieno delle rotture
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
dicami piů di meno o dicami di piů

 



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