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quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
sono il vento che esita
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
e con l'uccello di ronzio
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
truely
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
del sole né stelle
i giorni hypocritic

 



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