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il fratello, sono fuoco
all'interno della mia mano tengo
non sia falso
siete vivi?
nel porto di nuovo York
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
è aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
corsa alto-sopportata
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità
li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo
nei numeri mournful
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle

 



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