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mother poem

quale si conservare
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
conosco che cosa state andando dire
desolato e solo
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
le verità terribili questi sono
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle

 



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