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la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
voyez que je me donne vous
le mystčre le plus foncé et le plus étrange
ils me demandent oů j'ai été
la terre garde aller de vibration
il y a trois ans d'aujourd'hui
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement

 



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