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effrayé pas plus, je dis
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
pourquoi
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
le long d'une rive

 



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