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città che non è una città
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
non eravamo molti
ascolti
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
siete bei e sbiaditi
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
nei loro regimentals ragged
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
per verità, per amore
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi

 



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