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che probabilitĂ  spiteful ruba i unawares
il cielo
noi che si sono levati in piedi
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicò
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa

 



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