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sono il vento che esita
in pieno delle rotture
del sole né stelle
alti pareti ed enorme
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
forse č materia che avete morto
qui cade nessuna luce
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
non prego per pace

 



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