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sorry poem

ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
come livellare cade
le veritŕ terribili questi sono
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
ultima mezzanotte
sto cantando voi
non sia falso
gli archi del ponticello rosso
a volte mi domando se č realmente allineare

 



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