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sono fevered
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
abbiamo nessuno shame?
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
li ho sentiti nella notte
chi ama la pioggia
quegli occhi neri i una volta cos elogiato
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
riassunto su una notte di volo
il mio figlio guasto e sono ciechi andanti
sto cantando voi

 



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