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laissez une subsistance de joie vous
j'ai dit
voyez, ils retournent
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
j'ai jeté mon âme à l'air comme un vol de faucon
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
je ne prie pas pour la paix
fleurs des bébés
les jours mélancoliques sont venus
je ne brûle aucun encens
je me suis tenu
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
tranquillement, avec le reverance, dans la crainte

 



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