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se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
dans ma main je me tiens
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
un regard est mais un rayon
vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
ombres à ailes balayant près
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
ne tournez pas votre tête

 



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