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June 18
Non siamo più niente*
Noi, erigendo poesie.
Tu
dannate visioni,
io
più dolci versi,
del nettare degli dèi eravamo aspersi.
Senza la nostra cura
s’allontanava il sole,
salutando la notte,
oscura spia del nostro amore.
Noi, plasmando musica.
Tu
poche corde e le tue dita,
io
voce di sorriso,
la scalata per il paradiso.
Noi che un granello dei nostri sogni
avrebbe risvegliato
il letargo più dormiente,
noi
ora tramutati in niente…
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