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uomo freddo severo
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
siete svegli?
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
così caduto
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
felicità
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
parla non bene
è spesso non così?
dio
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai

 



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