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rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
siete chiari
in tutte le cose non parlate di
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
era un oysterman giovane alto
ancora tredici anni
ho visto le stelle più fiere
conosco che cosa state andando dire
se esso
la notte era nera e drear
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda

 



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