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ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
non posso ora dirvi
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
con gli occhi meek e marroni
ho detto
fate sentirsi
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
non eravamo molti
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
in possa
il bambino che ha gettato via il foglio dopo il foglio

 



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