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se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
il parle pas bien
je me suis tenu prêt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert
exprimons nos passions plus basses
effrayé pas plus, je dis
éliminer, luttant vainly
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
les vieilles chansons

 



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