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mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
ho visto la prima pera
noi che si sono levati in piedi
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
ciò è l'arsenale
mi domando dove vivete
le preghiere bianche piccole
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
all'interno della mia mano tengo
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
perchè facciali sempre basamento là che rabbrividisce
ombre alate che scopano vicino

 



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