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quando venite stasera
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
come livellare cade
ho detto
sono vecchio e cieco
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
rose ed oro
lascilo essere triste
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
ascolti
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious
il più triste dell'anno

 



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