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il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
pourrions nous mais savoir
je suis vieux et aveugle
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
le maître des destins humains suis moi
pourquoi
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
à minuit
écoutez

 



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