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semplicemente parlando
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
ad alcuno i dii grassi
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
come candela bianca
un pensiero dolce solenne
non dal mondo largo di tutto
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
una foschia stava guidando giů
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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