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la festività reale è stata fatta
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
ci situiamo
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
conosco che cosa state andando dire
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
ora
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
tre anni fa oggi

 



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