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tristement parlant
comme un homme nu je vont
près d'un champ en détresse
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
treize ans toujours
je descends les chemins de jardin

 



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