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rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
una foschia stava guidando giù
nei numeri mournful
tengo il vostro cuore
semplicemente parlando
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
del sole né stelle
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
alla mezzanotte
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero

 



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