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ils me demandent où j'ai été
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
dans toutes les choses non parlées de
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité

 



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