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perch allora, il mosto noi vede?
non brucio incenso
era un oysterman giovane alto
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
prenda i miei bracelets
sotto la luna della raccolta
amico, di cui il sorriso venuto essere
sono una donna

 



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