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pourquoi si triste mon bel?
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
leurs beaux cheveux
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
hauts murs et énorme
je sais pas oĂą
clair de lune profond et tendre
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité

 



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