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il y a mille années silencieuses
peu de parc que je traverse
composé seul du loveliness
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
beaux, tragical visages
la terre garde aller de vibration
je l'aime
la dame, votre coeur s'est tournée vers la poussičre
sous ma fenętre dans une rue de ville
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
clair de lune profond et tendre
simplicité
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes

 



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