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laissez-moi se déplacer lentement par la rue
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
là où je trouvez-vous
le corps peut confiner
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
comme bougie blanche
une vie sur la vague d'océan
dans sa tente gardée
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
ce qui je vous doivent

 



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