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mi chiedono dove sono stato
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
non prego per pace
per venire cosě presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscuritŕ
da me indegno e sconosciuto
a volte mi domando se č realmente allineare
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
abbiamo nessuno shame?
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?

 



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