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la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
malinconia, azzurro era
abbiamo nessuno shame?
stuff della luna
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
mi sono levato in piedi
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato

 



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