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nella terra silenziosa
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
braided e tessuto
mi domando dove vivete
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
fra le montagne ho vagato
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
ciò è l'arsenale
ci situiamo
ho visto la prima pera

 



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