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ci č una cittŕ, builded da nessuna mano
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
all'alba, ha detto
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
prima del san bronze solenne
figlie di tempo
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
mi chiedono dove sono stato
quando il velare dagli occhi č alzato

 



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