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ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
non prego per pace
dite che lo amate
se esso
sono il vento che esita
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
veda lo sperimentale
con gli occhi meek e marroni
dolce e forte

 



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