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sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
non dal mondo largo di tutto
alti pareti ed enorme
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
ultima mezzanotte
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
dolce e forte
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
corsa alto-sopportata
il lampo ha esposto a flash ed ha alzato

 



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