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il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
ne vous affligez pas qu'elle plus de
souffleur de verre de temps
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
les petites prières blanches
indéfiniment

 



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