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j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
je remplis cette tasse
le corps peut confiner
glooms des vivre-chênes
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
sous la barre du guerrier
je vois tous les esprits humains
comme lui à qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
pourrions nous mais savoir

 



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