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ha scoppiato il vino feroce
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
sono vecchio e cieco
ed il mio nome č sincero
era non per quell'odore singolare
mescolisi
č ci qualcuno lŕ
la luce ritirata
persino avrebbe suo scherzo

 



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