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non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
tristemente parlando
dio
mi sono levato in piedi
e cosě va
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
dal profondo e l'oscuritŕ
per veritŕ, per amore
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato

 



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