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piantiamo
tengo il vostro cuore
lo ho visto una volta prima
lascilo essere triste
la fragranza è venuto
come esso
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
aumentato dai morti
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
nelle mattine nube-grige
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani

 



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