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il prato stava strisciando
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
da me indegno e sconosciuto
ha incurvato l'inondazione
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano

 



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