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il sole è in su
truely
sentite la pioggia?
due file dei cavoli
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
conosco non dove
ascolti il mare suonante
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
quale desidero rilevare
amilo in fine, o se non
in settembre

 



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