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ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
dicami piů di meno o dicami di piů
il sole ha fatto un passo giů dal suo throne dorato
sto morendo
sono vecchio e cieco
ciň č l'arsenale
non ci č fuga dal fiume
il prato stava strisciando
quindi non posso
amilo in fine, o se non
ha incurvato l'inondazione

 



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