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felicitŕ
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
scuro-eyed
nobility della morte ancora
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
amilo in fine, o se non
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
con il tramonto
ho visto la prima pera
la notte era nera e drear

 



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