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non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
dai prati ricchi con cereale
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
questi sono
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
ho guardato sul cielo glorious

 



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