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in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
conosco che cosa state andando dire
quando ero si rotto a Londra
chi il corridore nei cieli
con gli occhi meek e marroni
migliori che il granito
osservare di l
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre

 



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