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un orage monte sur la marée
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
éliminer, luttant vainly
c'est l'arsenal
je les ai entendus la nuit
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
remuez
une fois ce gazon mou
le parfum est venu
pourrions nous mais savoir

 



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