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teenage love poem

quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
ce qui nous fera maintenant
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
bonne femme
très bien, vous libéraux
vous dites que vous m'aimez
il est venu me prendre par la main
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières

 



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