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siete chiari
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
l'alba era verde mela
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
notte mysterious

 



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