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j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
je suis allé à travers les rues
près d'un champ en détresse
je sais pas oĂą
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
lĂ  oĂą je trouvez-vous
le long d'une rive
nous avons aucune honte?
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville

 



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