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ombre alate che scopano vicino
oscillato nella culla del profondo
così caduto
dal ponticello rude
del sole né stelle
vado il mio senso complacently
e con l'uccello di ronzio
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo
pensieri tramite la mia testa
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole

 



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