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la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
siete il mio compagno
non dal mondo largo di tutto
che cosa era esso i motori detti
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
il dolce con il fern ed è aumentato
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
noi che si sono levati in piedi
dite che lo amate
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
glass-blower di tempo

 



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