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short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
scattando in su, cadendo
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
non eravamo molti
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
corsa alto-sopportata
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
nella terra silenziosa
ho guardato sul cielo glorious

 



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