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circa ha sporto querela al padrone
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla
parla non bene
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ora
il cielo
ombre alate che scopano vicino
uomo freddo severo
deve andare indietro, ha detto
al lato di un campo raso
ciň č la canzone della gioventů
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi

 



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