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sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
stuff della luna
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
ascolti
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
forse
lo ho visto una volta prima
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
come candela bianca

 



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