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se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
pourquoi puis, la nécessité nous voient?
de nos endroits cachés
les ombres des bateaux
homme froid sévère
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
tous en baisse les années
laissez-nous pitié ceux outre dont soyez meilleur que nous sont

 



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