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les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
une brume entraînait une réduction
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
pensées par ma tête
la lumière retirée
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
nous nous étendons
dossier une nuit de vol
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
êtes vous vivant?

 



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