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per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
ma non posso ora leggerlo
per verità, per amore
le montagne sono gente silenziosa

 



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