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il corpo pu limitare
vecchio vino da bere
quando ero si rotto a Londra
se fossi molto sicuro
all'alba, ha detto
la notte scura ed i venti di inverno
ci uno che quella i amava una volta cos tanto
ho guardato sul cielo glorious

 



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