Parte, Poesia

1  1,  44| che mi coprono i polsi?~Briciole sono!~Briciole bianche,
2  1,  44| i polsi?~Briciole sono!~Briciole bianche, briciole di pane!~
3  1,  44| sono!~Briciole bianche, briciole di pane!~Mamma, mamma, ma
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