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era non per quell'odore singolare
stuff della luna
l'aria come una farfalla
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
la festivit reale stata fatta
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
ora
la signora, il vostro cuore si girata verso polvere

 



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