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ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
e così va
all'alba, ha detto
sto morendo
travails della terra
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
in sua tenda custodita
nelle mattine nube-grige
lasci il unsaid bello di parole

 



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