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come un uomo nudo io va
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
così perso
lascilo essere triste
questi sono
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
la musica i si è sentita con voi era più della musica
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento

 



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