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come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
ciň č l'arsenale
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle
composto del loveliness da solo
dicami piů di meno o dicami di piů
dai nostri posti nascosti
buona donna
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tč
č venuto prenderlo dalla mano
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
mi sono levato in piedi
fate sentirsi

 



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