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 OZHo perso un bullone mentre l'inseguivo.Inseguivo, intendo, quel treno che me l'ha portata vi...

<p>&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><img height="427" width="427" style="width: 427px; height: 769px;" src="https://snusercontent.global.ssl.fastly.net/member-profile-full/15/4261815_10344057.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><em><span style="color: #99cc00;"><span class="ske04">OZ</span></span></em><br /></strong><br /><strong><span class="ske03">Ho perso un bullone mentre l'inseguivo.</span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">Inseguivo, intendo, quel treno che me l'ha portata via.</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">E&nbsp;sbuffava, strideva, salutava, accelerava,</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">l'ho persa mentre piangevo</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">e mi trasformavo lentamente in ruggine.</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">Trasfigurandomi nel cenno di un addio.</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">Spazientivo persino i passanti,</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">che mi scostavano</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">e superavano,</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">urlando degli arrivederci pi&ugrave; modesti e vicini.</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">Io, invece, possedevo una bocca che si mutava</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">in smorfia, in strazio, in solitudine.</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">Quando tornerai?</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03"><strong>Quanto saprai che ti ma</strong><strong>nco?</strong></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">&nbsp;</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">Le gocce hanno cominciato a scendere,</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">disegnandomi rivoli rossi nelle pieghe</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">dei gomiti, e nell'incavo di piedi avvitati</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">male.</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">&nbsp;</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">Ho perso per il momento&nbsp;parecchio, e lo sapevo:</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03">io pupazzo di ferro ho smarrito nel silenzio.</span></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span class="ske03"><strong>La bont&agrave; di un cuore, <br />e chi lo avrebbe immaginato?<br /></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;<iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="200" height="166" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/yq2j95glH80" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen></iframe></div>