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sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
ed il mio nome č sincero
su e giů va
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
per veritŕ, per amore
migliori che il granito
i giorni hypocritic
impaurito nient'altro, dico
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
la luce ritirata

 



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