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dal sud alla rottura del giorno
fiori dei bambini
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
noi che si sono levati in piedi
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
sono fevered
al lover appassionato
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
cammino giù i percorsi del giardino
il lampo ha esposto a flash ed ha alzato
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays

 



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