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come esso
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
una foschia stava guidando giù
deve andare indietro, ha detto
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
corsa alto-sopportata
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious
figlie di tempo
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
la luce ritirata
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
dai nostri posti nascosti

 



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