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fate non sentirsi
felicità
molto bene, voi liberali
morbido come la base nella terra
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
stuff della luna
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscurità
è ci qualcuno là

 



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