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la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
li ho sentiti nella notte
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
amavo una donna
uomo freddo severo

 



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