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i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
forse
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
le verit terribili questi sono
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
non sia arrabbiato con me
ha incurvato l'inondazione
perch allora, il mosto noi vede?
mi chiedono dove sono stato
il sole ha fatto un passo gi dal suo throne dorato

 



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