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potrebbe conoscerla nella molla più in anticipo
le verità terribili questi sono
fate sentirsi
vecchio vino da bere
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
vedrò stasera una stella
il fratello, sono fuoco
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
i loro capelli bei
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes

 



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