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indietro, giri indietro
veda lo sperimentale
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
era non per quell'odore singolare
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
scattando in su, cadendo
sole e vento e battimento del mare
dite che lo amate
facce belle e tragical


 



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