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ad alcuno i dii grassi
babylon -- dove vado sognare
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
le verità terribili questi sono
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte

 



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