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perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
dal mare scintillante
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
ho visto la prima pera
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
eliminazione, lottante vainly
nel vostro volo
la nerezza
sto morendo
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal

 



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