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potremmo ma sapere
ha incurvato l'inondazione
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
sono andato su e giù le vie
nella sfera
siete bei e sbiaditi
ad alcuno i dii grassi
nelle mattine nube-grige
morbidamente piangendo
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
conosco che cosa state andando dire
non prego per pace
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me

 



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