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vecchio vino da bere
la neve bisbiglia circa me
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
cittŕ che non č una cittŕ
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
morbidamente piangendo
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
sentite la pioggia?
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno

 



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