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di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
oscillato nella culla del profondo
ciò è l'arsenale
una storia molto notevole questo è
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
il dolce con il fern ed è aumentato
quale si conservare
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce

 



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