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gloom
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
ombre alate che scopano vicino
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
il prato stava strisciando
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
figlie di tempo
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
amo rubare per un po'via
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male

 



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