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nei numeri mournful
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
non eravamo molti
gloom
con il tramonto
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
vedrò stasera una stella
quando un atto è fatto per la libertà
e pane del breaketh non di piĂą
sole e vento e battimento del mare

 



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