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juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
laissez-moi ĂŞtre triste
je sais pas oĂą
glooms des vivre-chĂŞnes
prenez mes bracelets
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
basculé dans le berceau du profond
indéfiniment
dites-moi pas
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
frère, je suis le feu
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness

 



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