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travails de la terre
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
nos moments plaisants volent
et pain de breaketh pas plus
dites-moi pas
pensées par ma tęte
dans sa tente gardée
environ porté plainte au maître
je meurs
le parfum est venu
dernier minuit

 



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