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dialo
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
il sole è in su
uomo freddo severo
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
vado il mio senso complacently
fiori dei bambini
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
nei loro regimentals ragged
e con l'uccello di ronzio
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono

 



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