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dai nostri posti nascosti
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
questi sono
ciò è la nave della perla
potremmo ma sapere
nella sfera
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
lascilo essere triste
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me

 



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