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forse è materia che avete morto
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
vecchio vino da bere
un miglio dietro
ci situiamo
sto morendo
se esso
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
li ho sentiti nella notte
abbiamo nessuno shame?

 



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