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un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
perchè così triste mio bello?
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
città che non è una città
sono il vento che esita
dicami non

 



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