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notte mysterious
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
tempesta
quindi non posso
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
nella sfera
dal profondo e l'oscurità
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè

 



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