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che cosa io devono voi
desolato e solo
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
la musica i si è sentita con voi era più della musica
aumentato dai morti
fate sentirsi
ed il mio nome è sincero
ma non posso ora leggerlo
un uccello ha cantato

 



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