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era molte e molto un anno fa
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
desolato e solo
così perso
penso spesso alla città bella
piantiamo
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
ma non posso ora leggerlo
qui si trova una signora la più bella

 



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