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ne restez pas plus
un avec vous
dans ma main je me tiens
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
à minuit
le plus triste de l'année
écoutez
j'ai vu la première poire
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
tristement parlant
à travers He va
vous faites ne pas entendre

 



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