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je les ai entendus la nuit
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
les jours mélancoliques sont venus
je suis las d'ĂŞtre amer et las d'ĂŞtre sage

 



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