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e con l'uccello di ronzio
amo rubare per un po'via
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
i poets dicono a
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
deve andare indietro, ha detto
fiori dei bambini
era non per quell'odore singolare
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
ma non posso ora leggerlo
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
il bambino che ha gettato via il foglio dopo il foglio

 



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