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autumn poetry

i poets dicono a
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
mi domando dove vivete
una foschia stava guidando giù
il giorno è fatto
ma non posso ora leggerlo

 



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