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il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
alcuni giorni più ventosi
i poets dicono a
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
tristemente parlando
la nerezza
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
mai in tutta la mia vita
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure

 



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