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étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
ils me demandent où j'ai été
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
du plancher au plafond
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
pas du monde large de totalité
course haut-soutenue
je suis las d'être amer et las d'être sage
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
j'ai gagné la course
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
il est allé

 



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