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glooms delle viv-quercie
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
dicami non
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
non si addolori che finito
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac

 



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