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vado il mio senso complacently
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione č amore
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
ancora tredici anni
osservare di lą
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato

 



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