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un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
qui cade nessuna luce
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
facce belle e tragical
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
riempio questa tazza

 



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