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non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cos tanto oro
un miglio dietro
perch
amilo in fine, o se non
una parola di volo di qui e l
dal puntello, dal mare
riassunto su una notte di volo
dai prati ricchi con cereale
li ho detestati
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
ascolti il mare suonante

 



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