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amo rubare per un po'via
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
felicitŕ
quale si conservare
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me
non rimanga nient'altro
noi che si sono levati in piedi
eliminazione, lottante vainly
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
in tutte le cose non parlate di
abbiamo nessuno shame?
mi sono levato in piedi
persino avrebbe suo scherzo

 



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