Karl Wiener
Pensieroso
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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