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per allora senza
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
la penso splendido giusto
una foschia stava guidando giù
sono fevered
amavo una donna
le preghiere bianche piccole
nobility della morte ancora
qui cade nessuna luce
dal ponticello rude
le verità terribili questi sono
scattando in su, cadendo
ultima mezzanotte
il padrone dei destini umani sono io

 



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