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ci č un paese in pieno di vino
sotto il timone del guerriero
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
tengo il vostro cuore
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
era non per quell'odore singolare
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
amilo in fine, o se non
nella sfera
dal pavimento al soffitto
come candela bianca

 



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