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è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
all'interno della mia mano tengo
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
sono andato su e giù le vie
non prego per pace

 



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