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basamento qui dal mio lato
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
un miglio dietro
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
ha incurvato l'inondazione
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
perchè così triste mio bello?
il fratello, sono fuoco
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
facce belle e tragical

 



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