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tutti quei tesori che si trovano
abbiamo nessuno shame?
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
prenda i miei bracelets
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
ombre alate che scopano vicino
ci situiamo
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
ma alas, sogni giusti
ora
non sia falso
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato

 



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