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quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
ville qui n'est pas une ville
comme bougie blanche
trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
dans pouvez
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
je remplis cette tasse
pour puis en dehors

 



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