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limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
una penna di acciaio
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
è ci qualcuno là
vedrò stasera una stella
all'interno della mia mano tengo
le vecchie canzoni

 



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