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sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro t
le ombre delle navi
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
in possa
sono il vento che esita
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
il mio dispiacere, quando qui con me

 



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