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retirement poem

basamento qui dal mio lato
vivo dalla riva del fiume
sotto il timone del guerriero
dicami
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
mescolisi
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
li prevedo
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
e come potreste sogno della riunione
perchè così triste mio bello?

 



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