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behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
mi domando dove vivete
sto morendo
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
per coprire il pensiero ardente
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
era molte e molto un anno fa
bello
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina

 



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