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frère, je suis le feu
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
qui appellera le vent
mélancolie, bleu il était
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
ne soyez pas faux
regardez dehors sur les étoiles, mon amour
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux


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