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quando un atto è fatto per la libertà
amo rubare per un po'via
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
uomo freddo severo
malinconia, azzurro era
conosco che cosa state andando dire
quando vado di nuovo a terra
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
se esso
un miglio dietro
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares

 



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