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era non per quell'odore singolare
sono vecchio e cieco
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
andato prima di noi
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
sotto la luna della raccolta
tre anni fa oggi
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno

 



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