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babylon -- dove vado sognare
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
oscillato nella culla del profondo
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
su e giù va
fra le montagne ho vagato
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
dal sud alla rottura del giorno

 



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