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come candela bianca
deve andare indietro, ha detto
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
da me indegno e sconosciuto
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
il corpo può limitare
desolato e solo

 



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