Anna Utopia Giordano

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i desideri si curvano dentro onde liquide?

timori botanici slacciati dalla solitudine,
trattenuta calma.

rombi corrotti sulla strada bagnata di illusioni.

Immacolate arrivano foglie di uomini
intorno crisalidi consistenti di pelle sconosciuta

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