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ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
migliori che il granito
riempio questa tazza
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte

 



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