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risiedo alla montagna della tabella
come livellare cade
dal profondo e l'oscurità
semplicità
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
vecchio vino da bere
mille anni silenziosi fa
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
con gli occhi meek e marroni
con il tramonto

 



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