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une petite pêche dans le verger s'est développée
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
le soleil est vers le haut
je suis une femme
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
vous faites entendre
l'air est comme un papillon
beaux, tragical visages
frère, je suis le feu
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
jamais dans toute ma vie

 



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