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j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
améliorez que le granit
je remplis cette tasse
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort

 



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