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li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
tristemente parlando
quale desidero rilevare
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla
veda che mi dň voi
il cielo
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
della l'oscuritŕ e pace nel mia base finale
quindi non posso
non brucio incenso
riassunto su una notte di volo

 



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