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non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
li ho detestati
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
composto del loveliness da solo
il piĂą triste dell'anno
stuff della luna
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
perchè
morbido come la base nella terra

 



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