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cowboy poetry

je me tiens par temps gris froid
je meurs
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
chantez-encore à la chanson vous chanté
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
certains des maux que vous avez traités
mélancolie, bleu il était
tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
le parfum est venu
ville qui n'est pas une ville

 



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