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je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
je me suis tenu
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
je ne prie pas pour la paix
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
avant le saint en bronze solennel
quand un contrat est fait pour la liberté
jusqu'ŕ sa fenętre de chambre
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin

 



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