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lyric poetry

in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
chi ama la pioggia
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
l'alba era verde mela
chi č il corridore nei cieli
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
quel compagno sconosciuto č venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
la notte era nera e drear
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal

 



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