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perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
chi ama la pioggia
piantiamo
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
noi che si sono levati in piedi
era una bellezza nei giorni
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di

 



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