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mi sono levato in piedi
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
non giri la vostra testa
ci č una cittŕ, builded da nessuna mano
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
riempio questa tazza

 



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