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désolé et seul
la lumière retirée
et ainsi elle va
mais alas, rêves justes
comme bougie blanche
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
une fois ce gazon mou
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
je suis le vent qui hésite
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau

 



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