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elle pourrait l'avoir su en ressort premier
souffleur de verre de temps
près d'un champ en détresse
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
éliminer, luttant vainly
l'aube était vert pomme
dernier minuit
je sais pas où
ombres étendues le long de broadway
ne soyez pas fâché avec moi
y a il quiconque là
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été

 



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