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dicami
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
ascolti il mare suonante
da me indegno e sconosciuto
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
quindi non posso
come le aquile sul high alto
non si addolori che finito
il bambino che ha gettato via il foglio dopo il foglio
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
al lato di un campo raso
ed il mio nome è sincero
là dalla finestra nella vecchia casa

 



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