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la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittĂ 
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
deve andare indietro, ha detto
una penna di acciaio
composto del loveliness da solo
prima del san bronze solenne
i giorni hypocritic
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
qui si trova una signora la piĂą bella
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
chi è il corridore nei cieli

 



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