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all'interno della mia mano tengo
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
l'amore è stato cantato mille sensi
dicami
eliminazione, lottante vainly
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
abbiamo nessuno shame?
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
poco cancello è stato raggiunto in fine
perchè così triste mio bello?
l'alba era verde mela
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano

 



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