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è andato
il bambino che ha gettato via il foglio dopo il foglio
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
questi sono
sotto la mia finestra in una via della città
noi che si sono levati in piedi
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
forse è materia che avete morto
vecchio vino da bere
sopra il fiume beckon a me

 



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