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quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
amavo una donna
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
le canzoni antiche
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
nella terra silenziosa
pharaoh, re della terra dell'egitto

 



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