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gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
a volte mi domando se č realmente allineare
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
fate sentirsi
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
i loro capelli bei
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
come esso
la luce ritirata
sopra loro tutte, osservando giů
sto morendo
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce

 



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