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tempesta
ad alcuno i dii grassi
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
siete il mio compagno
una parola di volo di qui e lŕ
quegli occhi neri i una volta cosě elogiato
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
faccialo rotare giů dal prato
basamento qui dal mio lato
non ci č fuga dal fiume

 



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