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vous ętes mon compagnon
le bonbon avec la fougčre et s'est levé
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
sous la feuille sombre de laurier
ombres ŕ ailes balayant prčs
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
beaux, tragical visages
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fičres
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
peu de parc que je traverse
j'ai dit
composé seul du loveliness
souffleur de verre de temps
roses et or

 



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