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pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
la nerezza
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
alti pareti ed enorme
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato

 



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