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lascilo essere triste
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
prima del san bronze solenne
non ci è fuga dal fiume
stuff della luna
la fragranza è venuto

 



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