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la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
je meurs
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
le soleil et vent et battement de mer
tous apaisent le long du potomac
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
je me suis tenu
comme égaliser tombe
ne restez pas plus

 



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