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concrete poetry

vedrò stasera una stella
non posso ora dirvi
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
il cielo
conosco non dove
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
indietro, giri indietro
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
l'alba era verde mela
ciò è l'arsenale
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso

 



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