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ci č un'ora di riposo pacifico
č spesso non cosě?
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
la penso splendido giusto
per allora senza
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
ultima mezzanotte

 



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