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la nerezza
era non per quell'odore singolare
figlie di tempo
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
andato prima di noi
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato

 



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