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ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
conosco che cosa state andando dire
dai nostri posti nascosti
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
una penna di acciaio
ad alcuno i dii grassi
siete vivi?
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
osservare di lĂ 
faccialo rotare giĂą dal prato

 



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