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aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci Ă  moi
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles
quand le vent fonctionne contre nous dans l'obscurité
ainsi tombé
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
apportez-moi la chanson douce
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre

 



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