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sono vecchio e cieco
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
li prevedo
le canzoni antiche
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
vivo dalla riva del fiume
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless

 



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