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dans pouvez
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
levé des morts
et mon nom est véridique
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
mais alas, rêves justes
dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré près
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
les poèts le disent

 



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