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sad love poem

forse materia che avete morto
il mio figlio guasto e sono ciechi andanti
qui si trova una signora la pi bella
non ci moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
la sua faccia giusta e liscia e fine

 



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