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dites-moi
bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
doucement pleurant
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
un stylo d'acier
effrayé pas plus, je dis
jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
exprimons nos passions plus basses
vécu à côté de la rive
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
fleurs des bébés
tressé et tissé

 



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