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la lumičre retirée
je la pense splendide juste
mélancolie, bleu il était
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
je suis une femme
je vous chante
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
ce qui je vous doivent
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits

 



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