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child poem

non rimanga nient'altro
semplicemente parlando
da solo
una foschia stava guidando giů
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
faccialo rotare giů dal prato
ha detto
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato

 



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