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Poesian*10

Se il mare è sempre uguale
affondi nel clamore
della folla, e il tuo male
riluce di dolore.

Di te ritorna un passo
(un poco goffo, oh sabbia)
– non suo, né d’altri – un passo
Impastoiato d’alba

(Sandro Penna)

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