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una volta

I could write it,
in some way, perhaps even evil.
and what I felt coming to the fingers alone, even with a crippled arm, even in winter.
now is caked all over the body, and then there
physiology, biology, physics ...
seems that that is enough, for once, perhaps
but not at night, or early morning when I raise the blinds and the kitchen turns gray