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agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
le veritĂ  terribili questi sono
vado il mio senso complacently
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
rinnovi la visione di piacere
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
come candela bianca
la nerezza
ciò è la nave della perla
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono

 



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