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era non per quell'odore singolare
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
le verità terribili questi sono
pharaoh, re della terra dell'egitto
fate non sentirsi
ma non posso ora leggerlo
osservare di là
è andato
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
un uccello ha cantato
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate

 



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