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volontĂ  glimmer sul mare?
gloom
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
che cosa era esso i motori detti
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
mai in tutta la mia vita
il cielo
prenda i miei bracelets
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
dite che lo amate
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi

 



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