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rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
basamento qui dal mio lato
quindi non posso
è aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
facce belle e tragical
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
esistere dello swan
città che non è una città

 



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