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non rimanga nient'altro
ma non posso ora leggerlo
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
forse
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
gli archi del ponticello rosso
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
quale desidero rilevare
l'aria č come una farfalla
della l'oscuritŕ e pace nel mia base finale

 



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