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che cosa era esso i motori detti
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitĂ 
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
desolato e solo
e così va
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
ho lanciato il mondo
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento

 



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