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à l'aube, il a dit
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
qui aime la pluie
tressé et tissé
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
j'ai aimé une femme
hauts murs et énorme
j'au-dessus-avais préparé l'événement

 



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