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non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
tristemente parlando
sopra loro tutte, osservando giů
da me indegno e sconosciuto
ora
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
sotto la luna della raccolta
dio
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri

 



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