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mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
ce que je souhaite remarquer
elle pourrait l'avoir su en ressort premier
le maître des destins humains suis moi
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels

 



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