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fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
glooms delle viv-quercie
lo ho visto una volta prima
dai nostri posti nascosti
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
il dolce con il fern ed è aumentato
non sia arrabbiato con me
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless

 



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