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non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
nelle mattine nube-grige
basamento qui dal mio lato
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
sono andato su e giů le vie
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
uno per uno, come va da un albero
perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte
sono vecchio e cieco
non eravamo molti
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
i giorni malinconici sono venuto

 



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