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perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
quando venite stasera
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
travails della terra
glass-blower di tempo
al lato di un campo raso
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
un miglio dietro
abbiamo nessuno shame?
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
conosco che cosa state andando dire

 



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