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friendship poetry

rose ed oro
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
la penso splendido giusto
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
nel porto di nuovo York
provato nel glimmer nei vostri occhi
il fratello, sono fuoco
che cosa era esso i motori detti
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso

 



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