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la fragranza č venuto
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
braided e tessuto
semplicemente parlando
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
amico, di cui il sorriso č venuto essere
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
č andato
amilo in fine, o se non

 



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