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parla non bene
impaurito nient'altro, dico
siete il mio compagno
le ombre delle navi
del sole n stelle
perch facciali sempre basamento l che rabbrividisce
non posso ora dirvi
il mio figlio guasto e sono ciechi andanti
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
sono fevered
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
in settembre

 



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