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rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
parla non bene
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
non dal mondo largo di tutto
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla
ascolti il mare suonante
un miglio dietro
non brucio incenso

 



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