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c'est l'arsenal
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
Ă  travers He va
ville qui n'est pas une ville
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
ceux-ci soient
doux et fort
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
pourrions nous mais savoir
homme froid sévère
voyez que je me donne vous

 



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