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un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
in possa
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
un pensiero dolce solenne
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
nei loro regimentals ragged
l'aria è come una farfalla
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
vedrò stasera una stella
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
tutti quei tesori che si trovano

 



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