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un uccello ha cantato
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
ho lanciato il mondo
quando vado di nuovo a terra
ci situiamo
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
amavo una donna

 



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