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pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
faccialo rotare giů dal prato
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
come le aquile sul high alto
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
chi ama la pioggia
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
ho lanciato il mondo

 



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