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il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
nella terra silenziosa
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
pensieri tramite la mia testa
ascolti il mare suonante
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
deve andare indietro, ha detto
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me

 



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