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i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
sono fevered
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
mai in tutta la mia vita
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
senza sosta
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
ottanta anni hanno passato e più

 



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