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rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
l'agonia di avere troppa alimentazione
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
il sole ha fatto un passo giĂą dal suo throne dorato
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
ho lanciato il mondo
potremmo ma sapere
ora
cara moglie
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno

 



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