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ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
un uccello ha cantato
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
cara moglie
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
dal pavimento al soffitto

 



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