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ceux-ci soient
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
il y a une heure du repos paisible
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
exprimons nos passions plus basses
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie
quand vous venez ce soir
environ porté plainte au maître
elle connaît un dégagement bon marché


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