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quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
sto cantando voi
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritŕ
lungo le serie
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla
nei loro regimentals ragged
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti

 



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