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era un oysterman giovane alto
all'alba, ha detto
li ho detestati
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
lascilo essere triste
ancora tredici anni
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
amilo in fine, o se non

 



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