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serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
un miglio dietro
ci una citt, builded da nessuna mano
siete il mio compagno
dai prati ricchi con cereale
noi che si sono levati in piedi
non sia arrabbiato con me
perch
li ho sentiti nella notte
la mia anima un campo arato scuro

 



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