Professor, how is your life going?
breathing philosophy
four rooms, a bed and a bookcase
to feel like a free man
you don't feel like society 
it's a lot miserable
art is heart and truth 
I've always known it
Art has a poor god
somebody help me
believe me a poor god
not like the others
poor and proud I will be
in the name of art too
Sandro writes true and unique things
and when he plays the soul speaks
and tonight we'll go to Bianchi to drink some
of the grappa that kept away
that pig like us
dead good!

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