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birthday poetry

faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
era l'autunno dell'anno
uno per uno, come va da un albero
per allora senza
l'amore č stato cantato mille sensi
era non per quell'odore singolare
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano

 



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