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in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
fra le montagne ho vagato
l'alba era verde mela
per venire cosě presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscuritŕ
abbiamo nessuno shame?
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte

 



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