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je vous ai détesté
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
je sais pas où
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
je me suis tenu

 



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