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una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
il prato stava strisciando
all'interno della mia mano tengo
vedrò stasera una stella
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
dal ponticello rude
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
le vecchie canzoni
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè

 



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