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sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
forse è materia che avete morto
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
siete il mio compagno
e pane del breaketh non di più
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
piantiamo

 



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