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amilo in fine, o se non
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
aumentato dai morti
con gioia e wonder
chi č il corridore nei cieli
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
qui cade nessuna luce
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
nel vostro volo
perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte
prima del san bronze solenne

 



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