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ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
quindi non posso
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
piantiamo
uomo freddo severo
in tutte le cose non parlate di
ciò è la nave della perla
nel porto di nuovo York
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
perchè
che cosa noi ora farà
braided e tessuto

 



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