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dove io trovili
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
babylon -- dove vado sognare
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
dicami piů di meno o dicami di piů
e con l'uccello di ronzio
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
uno per uno, come va da un albero
li ho detestati
li ho sentiti nella notte

 



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