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c'est le bateau de la perle
frère, je suis le feu
travails de la terre
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
en matins nuage-gris
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
truely
exister de cygne
pensées par ma tête
pour puis en dehors

 



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