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sono il vento che esita
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
piantiamo
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
dal mare scintillante
una foschia stava guidando giù
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
nella terra silenziosa

 



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