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potremmo ma sapere
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
con gli occhi meek e marroni
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirň
babylon -- dove vado sognare
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato

 



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