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et ils marchaient toujours dessus
il y a trois ans d'aujourd'hui
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
indéfiniment
j'ai moulé le monde
je me suis tenu
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
il est venu me prendre par la main

 



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