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grandma poem

démontré dans la lueur vacillante dans vos yeux
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
je suis allé à travers les rues
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
simplement parlant
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme

 



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