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life poem

amilo in fine, o se non
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
ed il mio nome č sincero
in pieno delle rotture
in possa
in settembre

 



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