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le preghiere bianche piccole
uno per uno, come va da un albero
chi chiamerà il vento
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
così perso
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
all'interno della mia mano tengo
perchè
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
non dal mondo largo di tutto

 



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