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se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna
non eravamo molti
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
uno con voi
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
che probabilitŕ spiteful ruba i unawares
come candela bianca

 



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