Karl Wiener


Sedevo su una pietra

e incrociai le mie gambe,

appoggiai i miei gomiti sulle ginocchia,

il mio mento si poggiò nelle mie mani.

Così mi sono seduto per molto tempo

riflettendo sul modo coretto de vivere.

Non trovavo però una risposta.


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