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il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
scattando in su, cadendo
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
una foschia stava guidando giĂą
le ombre delle navi
conosco non dove
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
risiedo alla montagna della tabella

 



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