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li ho detestati
abbiamo nessuno shame?
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscurità
è andato
esistere dello swan
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
ho vinto la corsa

 



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