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ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
il sole č in su
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
uno per uno, come va da un albero
scattando in su, cadendo
per allora senza
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
basamento qui dal mio lato
sono fevered
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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