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A me pare eguale agli dei                                                                                                   chi ti siede vicino e ti ascolta                                                                                                                            e tu dici dolci parole                                                                                               dolcemente sorridi.                                                                                                   Subito, appena ti guardo,                                                                                                                                   il cuore si agita nel petto                                                                                                                                                lo sguardo di un attimo m'allenta la voce,                                                                                                                                 e la lingua si lega,                                                                                                            sottile ma immediato fuoco scorre nelle membra,                                                                                                                             e ho buio negli occhi,                                                                                               sibilano le orecchie,                                                                                                    scorre sudore su di me,                                                                                                    un tremito mi percorre,                                                                                                    e di un pallore verdastro sono,                                                                                                                                       la morte poco manca che mi appaia.