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je suis fevered
exister de cygne
enveloppez la terre par temps nuageux
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
ils ont jeté une pierre, vous ont jeté une pierre
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
il y a un pays complčtement de vin
il est venu me prendre par la main
roses et or
levé des morts

 



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