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maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous
laissez une subsistance de joie vous
et mon nom est véridique
et pain de breaketh pas plus
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
comme un homme nu je vont
tous en baisse les années
pourquoi

 



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