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sto morendo
noi che si sono levati in piedi
il mio dispiacere, quando qui con me
poco parco che attraverso
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
in pieno delle rotture
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
dal profondo e l'oscurit
dal pavimento al soffitto
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
nei numeri mournful

 



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