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un stylo d'acier
le pré rampait
hors du profond et de l'obscurité
vous vous rappelez
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
le jour est fait
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
et pain de breaketh pas plus

 



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