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vecchio vino da bere
non appenda corona
perch sono le cose che non hanno morte
ombre alate che scopano vicino
quindi non posso
la notte scura ed i venti di inverno
sono una donna
lascilo essere triste
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
pensieri tramite la mia testa
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
quell'anno

 



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