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dal puntello, dal mare
sono andato su e giĂą le vie
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
figlie di tempo
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
un miglio dietro
amilo in fine, o se non
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
piantiamo
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata

 



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