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je me suis tenu prĂŞt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
pour pouvoir voir chaque côté de chaque question
ne soyez pas faux
un mille derrière
levé des morts
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
frère, je suis le feu

 



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