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il cielo
ad alcuno i dii grassi
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
il dolce con il fern ed è aumentato
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
scattando in su, cadendo
la neve bisbiglia circa me
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful

 



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