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Posted on 02.03.07 19:16 |

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uggia:

A volte solo nella mente, altre in rissosi ambiti, ma più spesso mi ritrovo nella malga delle terre nere. Risiedo nelle colture spontanee di muschi verdi, dove lo sfrecare del palmo destro della mano avverte richiami lirici. Nei petali lisi di un crocus un giorno adagerò ogni vertebra, rapito dai profumi; allontanando i pensieri.

Posted by uggia | 03.03.07 12:15

Posted on 03.03.07 12:15

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