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une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
de nos endroits cachés
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
si j'avais su l'étroit une prison est amour
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
exprimons nos passions plus basses
je sais ce que vous allez dire

 



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