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ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
veda, rinviano
questi sono
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
calma come che seconda estate
ha detto
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare

 



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