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quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
sole e vento e battimento del mare
le ombre delle navi
composto del loveliness da solo
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
e pane del breaketh non di più
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
mi chiedono dove sono stato
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
uccelli contro il vento di aprile

 



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