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ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
andato prima di noi
le vecchie canzoni
riassunto su una notte di volo
come esso
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
lo ho visto una volta prima
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
dicami non
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato

 



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