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et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
tous en baisse les années
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
je dois dire bonne nuit
ils peuvent parler de l'amour dans une petite maison
les poèts le disent
faites les garçons et les filles vont toujours
dans pouvez
nous avons aucune honte?
je les ai entendus la nuit
dans le port de New York

 



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