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rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
l'aria è come una farfalla
e come potreste sogno della riunione
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
poco parco che attraverso
il corpo può limitare
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
uomo freddo severo
con gli occhi meek e marroni

 



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