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doucement maintenant la lumière du jour
plantons
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
l'aube était vert pomme
sous la lune de moisson
jamais dans toute ma vie
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
composé seul du loveliness

 



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