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braided e tessuto
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
sopra il fiume beckon a me
che cosa era esso i motori detti
gloom
non giri la vostra testa
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
li prevedo
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
nel porto di nuovo York
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
e cosě va

 



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