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non posso ora dirvi
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
come come le stelle questo il bianco, facce nameless
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
il mio dispiacere, quando qui con me
la fragranza venuto
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
nelle mattine nube-grige

 



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