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faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
ma alas, sogni giusti
la musica i si è sentita con voi era più della musica
glass-blower di tempo
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
non appenda corona
sotto il timone del guerriero
sotto la luna della raccolta
sono il vento che esita
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
uno con voi

 



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