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l'amore è stato cantato mille sensi
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
noi che si sono levati in piedi
non rimanga nient'altro
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
desolato e solo
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
era un oysterman giovane alto
un miglio dietro
e così va

 



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