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quando ero un ragazzo all'università
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
tre anni fa oggi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
quell'anno
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
aumentato dai morti
ma alas, sogni giusti

 



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