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in tutte le cose non parlate di
perchè così triste mio bello?
andato prima di noi
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
dal pavimento al soffitto
impaurito nient'altro, dico
ci è un paese in pieno di vino

 



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