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circa ha sporto querela al padrone
non brucio incenso
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
ho vinto la corsa
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tč
chi ama la pioggia
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
la signora, il vostro cuore si č girata verso polvere
chi chiamerŕ il vento
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
persino avrebbe suo scherzo

 



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