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eliminazione, lottante vainly
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicò
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto

 



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