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perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
l'aria č come una farfalla
quindi non posso
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
una parola di volo di qui e lŕ

 



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