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non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
ultima mezzanotte
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
che cosa io devono voi
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
i giorni hypocritic
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
siete chiari
in settembre
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via

 



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