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l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
le ombre delle navi
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
ho vinto la corsa
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
prima del san bronze solenne
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirò

 



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