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poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
i loro capelli bei
l'alba era verde mela
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
truely
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicò
alla mezzanotte
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
poco parco che attraverso
diami la fame

 



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