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veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
basamento qui dal mio lato
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
devo dire buona notte
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
sono vecchio e cieco
uno per uno, come va da un albero
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
nella terra silenziosa
una storia molto notevole questo è
ho visto le stelle più fiere
noi che si sono levati in piedi

 



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