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short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
desolato e solo
ultima mezzanotte
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
vecchio vino da bere
non giri la vostra testa
forse

 



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