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un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
ancora tredici anni
tre anni fa oggi
lo ho visto una volta prima
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
non ci č fuga dal fiume
con il tramonto
che cosa era esso i motori detti
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco

 



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