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happy birthday poem

era una bellezza nei giorni
quando vado di nuovo a terra
impaurito nient'altro, dico
siete svegli?
il prato stava strisciando
morbidamente piangendo
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
ascolti il mare suonante
da me indegno e sconosciuto
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
sto cantando voi
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi

 



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