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perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
oscillato nella culla del profondo
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
malinconia, azzurro era
era non per quell'odore singolare
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
tempesta
fiori dei bambini

 



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