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che cosa io devono voi
dal ponticello rude
non prego per pace
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
se fossi molto sicuro
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
quindi non posso
li prevedo
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù

 



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