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quando vado di nuovo a terra
osservare di lĂ 
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
riempio questa tazza
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
chi ama la pioggia
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
lĂ  dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
un pensiero dolce solenne
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna

 



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