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donc je ne puis pas
composé seul du loveliness
ils me demandent où j'ai été
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
doucement pleurant
il était un jeune oysterman grand
à minuit
voyez, ils retournent
l'obscurité
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée

 



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