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il sole č in su
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
scattando in su, cadendo
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
indietro, giri indietro
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittŕ
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
non appenda corona

 



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