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tutti quei tesori che si trovano
prima del san bronze solenne
truely
veda, rinviano
oscillato nella culla del profondo
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
braided e tessuto
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
e come potreste sogno della riunione

 



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