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je sais pas où
la agonie d'avoir trop de puissance
elle connaît un dégagement bon marché
l'air est comme un papillon
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
vous vous rappelez
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
du soleil ni des étoiles
le corps peut confiner
donnez-moi la faim

 



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