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basamento qui dal mio lato
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
il sole ha fatto un passo giů dal suo throne dorato
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
in pieno delle rotture
pensieri tramite la mia testa
in possa
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb

 



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