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sono fevered
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
siete svegli?
come esso
notte mysterious
penso spesso alla cittŕ bella
era l'autunno dell'anno
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
in pieno delle rotture
in sua tenda custodita
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla

 



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