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descendu à l'aube des collines windless
je sais pas où
le soleil et vent et battement de mer
tressé et tissé
vieux vin à boire
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
quand un contrat est fait pour la liberté
voyez, de cette contrefaçon de lui
chien de guingan et le chat de calicot

 



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