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in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
fate sentirsi
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
stuff della luna
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
li ho sentiti nella notte

 



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