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il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
qui cade nessuna luce
uomo freddo severo
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
il fratello, sono fuoco
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
con gioia e wonder
ci situiamo
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirò
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità
ora
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
ad alcuno i dii grassi

 



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