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je me tiens par temps gris froid
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
doux comme lit dans la terre
dans pouvez
sommeil, frčre gris de la mort
ils ont jeté une pierre, vous ont jeté une pierre
pour puis en dehors
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave

 



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