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sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
ho vinto la corsa
desolato e solo
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
il più triste dell'anno
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
è spesso non così?

 



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