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il y a un pays complètement de vin
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
je me suis tenu
je suis fevered
une fois ce gazon mou
dans le port de New York
éliminer, luttant vainly
les vieilles chansons
comme égaliser tombe
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée

 



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