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i giorni malinconici sono venuto
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
al lato di un campo raso
non ci è fuga dal fiume
non eravamo molti
semplicemente parlando
non sia falso
sentite la pioggia?
l'amore è stato cantato mille sensi
portimi la canzone morbida
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte

 



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