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città che non è una città
è andato
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
ci situiamo
veda che mi dò voi
sono andato su e giù le vie
è ci qualcuno là
la penso splendido giusto
con il tramonto
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce

 



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