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ha detto
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
perchè
dal ponticello rude
pensieri tramite la mia testa
lascilo essere triste
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
così perso
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
poco parco che attraverso
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
era un oysterman giovane alto

 



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