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o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
portimi la canzone morbida
era una bellezza nei giorni
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa

 



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