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conosco che cosa state andando dire
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
era un oysterman giovane alto
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
la musica i si è sentita con voi era più della musica
glooms delle viv-quercie
ultima mezzanotte
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
glass-blower di tempo
nei loro regimentals ragged
desolato e solo
migliori che il granito

 



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