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sono il vento che esita
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
in settembre
il corpo può limitare
era l'autunno dell'anno
dio
splendor dolce
come candela bianca
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
ho visto le nubi fra le colline

 



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