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leurs beaux cheveux
le corps peut confiner
foncé-eyed
je suis le vent qui hésite
pensées par ma tête
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
splendide et terrible votre amour
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles

 



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