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pas du monde large de totalité
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
je suis fevered
je sais ce que vous allez dire
c'est l'arsenal
à certains les gros dieux
prenez mes bracelets
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
et ils marchaient toujours dessus

 



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