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là où je trouvez-vous
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
dans la sphère
ils me demandent où j'ai été
pensées par ma tête
dites-moi
je suis allé à travers les rues
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
fleurs des bébés

 



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