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ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
passato inesorabile di thou
perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
vecchio vino da bere
esistere dello swan
benchč repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
le preghiere bianche piccole
babylon -- dove vado sognare
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
sono il vento che esita
la fragranza č venuto
ci č una cittŕ, builded da nessuna mano

 



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