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in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
siete bei e sbiaditi
non giri la vostra testa
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione amore
una storia molto notevole questo
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
travails della terra
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello

 



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