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ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
con gioia e wonder
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
devo dire buona notte
prenda i miei bracelets
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
le canzoni antiche
mi domando dove vivete
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono

 



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