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corsa alto-sopportata
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
le ombre delle navi
siete bei e sbiaditi
stuff della luna
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
prenda i miei bracelets
qui cade nessuna luce
veda, rinviano
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
risiedo alla montagna della tabella

 



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