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non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
da me indegno e sconosciuto
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
ho visto la prima pera
un pensiero dolce solenne
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
era molte e molto un anno fa
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
sotto la luna della raccolta
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto

 



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