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vado il mio senso complacently
nei numeri mournful
ci č un'ora di riposo pacifico
il corpo puņ limitare
movimento del vostro corpo č come musica
la fragranza č venuto
deve andare indietro, ha detto
la signora, il vostro cuore si č girata verso polvere
potremmo ma sapere
l'aria č come una farfalla
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore č al cancello

 



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