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basculé dans le berceau du profond
voici ne tomber aucune lumière
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
truely
je sais pas où
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
tristement parlant
vous faites ne pas entendre
vous dites que vous m'aimez
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness

 



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