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morbidamente piangendo
città che non è una città
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
alla mezzanotte
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
andato prima di noi
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
dai prati ricchi con cereale

 



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