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babylon -- dove vado sognare
lascilo essere triste
amico, di cui il sorriso č venuto essere
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
forse č materia che avete morto
in pieno delle rotture
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna
dove io trovili
ho lanciato il mondo
ma alas, sogni giusti
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
passato inesorabile di thou

 



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