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sotto la luna della raccolta
figlie di tempo
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
deve andare indietro, ha detto
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
è aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
alla mezzanotte

 



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