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ho detto
quindi non posso
sono andato su e giů le vie
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
ci situiamo
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
sotto il timone del guerriero

 



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