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sono una donna
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritŕ
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla piů in anticipo
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
era molte e molto un anno fa
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
pensieri tramite la mia testa

 



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