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l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
sole e vento e battimento del mare
felicità
provato nel glimmer nei vostri occhi
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
semplicemente parlando
esistere dello swan
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
il corpo può limitare

 



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