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un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
ci č uno che quella i amava una volta cosě tanto
la gradisco
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
la fragranza č venuto
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
dove io trovili
dicami piů di meno o dicami di piů
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato

 



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