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pensées par ma tête
en ce moment
et mon nom est véridique
je sais pas où
ils me demandent où j'ai été
ne restez pas plus
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
les poèts le disent
c'est le bateau de la perle
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs

 



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