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i loro capelli bei
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
città che non è una città
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
lo ho visto una volta prima
braided e tessuto
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
molto bene, voi liberali
migliori che il granito
facce belle e tragical

 



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