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CLOUDS IN MY COFFEE

Sassari 16 ottobre 2003London street has two shops
washed by rain.
But clouds in my coffee
are going heavyer
and just don’t want
to fall.
A man died yesterday
and I never saw him.
I never asked for his name
I’ll never do.

Farewell man,
let leave us
our clouds in the coffee.

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