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li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
nei numeri mournful
le vecchie canzoni
il prato stava strisciando
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
questi sono
alti pareti ed enorme
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si č sviluppata
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
quando venite stasera

 



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