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facce belle e tragical
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
se fossi molto sicuro
tristemente parlando
mi chiedono dove sono stato
scattando in su, cadendo
conosce un rilascio poco costoso

 



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