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come un uomo nudo io va
desolato e solo
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
ho vinto la corsa
prima del san bronze solenne

 



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