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sono il vento che esita
come candela bianca
molto bene, voi liberali
sono andato su e gił le vie
basamento qui dal mio lato
li ho detestati
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
mistero pił scuro e pił sconosciuto
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
siete chiari
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
all'alba, ha detto
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing

 



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