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sotto il timone del guerriero
dal puntello, dal mare
siete il mio compagno
č spesso non cosě?
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
lungo una riva del fiume
quegli occhi neri i una volta cosě elogiato
morbidamente piangendo
dal profondo e l'oscuritŕ
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
chi ama la pioggia

 



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