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non eravamo molti
un uccello ha cantato
dialo
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
sono una donna
malinconia, azzurro era
alti pareti ed enorme
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
venuto prenderlo dalla mano

 



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