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je remplis cette tasse
vous êtes clair
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
je me tiens par temps gris froid
êtes vous éveillé?
à travers He va
ne soyez pas faux
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
pour pouvoir voir chaque côté de chaque question
donc je ne puis pas

 



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