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il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
è andato
diami la fame
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
non prego per pace
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
con gioia e wonder
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
la neve bisbiglia circa me
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma

 



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