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ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
élever, comme vent a soufflé
il y a trois manières dont les hommes prennent
le parfum est venu
près d'un champ en détresse
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
qui est le coureur dans les cieux
par le pont grossier
regarder là-bas

 



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