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nuit mystérieuse
seule
donnez-moi la faim
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
c'est le bateau de la perle
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
remuez
il était un jeune oysterman grand
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
fleurs des bébés
la terre garde aller de vibration

 



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