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un regard est mais un rayon
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
elle connaît un dégagement bon marché
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
ne soyez pas faux

 



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