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con gli occhi meek e marroni
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
sono il vento che esita
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
sono vecchio e cieco
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
rose ed oro
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto

 



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