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ma non posso ora leggerlo
la notte era nera e drear
glass-blower di tempo
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra

 



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