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l'aria č come una farfalla
gloom
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
era un oysterman giovane alto
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
faccialo rotare giů dal prato
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
ci č una cittŕ, builded da nessuna mano

 



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