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per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
così caduto
indietro, giri indietro
che cosa noi ora farà
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
glass-blower di tempo
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
le ombre delle navi
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
diami la fame
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica

 



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