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amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
cammino giù i percorsi del giardino
come livellare cade
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
sole e vento e battimento del mare
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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