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sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
cammino giů i percorsi del giardino
poco cancello č stato raggiunto in fine
per coprire il pensiero ardente
ombre alate che scopano vicino
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
vi ricordate di
le ombre pongono lungo broadway

 



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