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regarder là-bas
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme
substance de la lune
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
foncé-eyed
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
dans des vos bras était le plaisir immobile
elle a dit
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
je les ai entendus la nuit
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
nuit mystérieuse
elle a éclaté le vin féroce

 



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