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le long d'une rive
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
tressé et tissé
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
je les ai entendus la nuit
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
j'ai moulé le monde
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
vous dites que vous m'aimez
et avec l'oiseau de ronflement
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main

 



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