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la neve bisbiglia circa me
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
li prevedo
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
volontà glimmer sul mare?
che cosa io devono voi
il più triste dell'anno
i poets dicono a
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
esistere dello swan

 



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