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ho visto con gli occhi aperti
amo rubare per un po'via
sono il vento che esita
le vecchie canzoni
sono andato su e giù le vie
le preghiere bianche piccole
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
semplicemente parlando
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
deve andare indietro, ha detto
come esso

 



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