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sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
la neve bisbiglia circa me
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
un uccello ha cantato
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
non eravamo molti
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
vecchio vino da bere
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
corsa alto-sopportata

 



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