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uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
truely
morbido come la base nella terra
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
non ci è fuga dal fiume
ha incurvato l'inondazione
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
era molte e molto un anno fa
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
che cosa io devono voi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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