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jamais dans toute ma vie
elle pourrait l'avoir su en ressort premier
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
nous avons aucune honte?
dans des nombres mournful
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
simplement parlant
je sais pas oĂą

 



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