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sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
mi chiedono dove sono stato
sono vecchio e cieco
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
all'interno della mia mano tengo
uno sguardo ma un raggio

 



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