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benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
quando vado di nuovo a terra
i giorni hypocritic
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
indietro, giri indietro

 



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