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s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
puisque, si vous vous teniez pręt mon côté aujourd'hui
ma mčre m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
il y a trois maničres dont les hommes prennent
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
roses et or
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
remuez
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
ombres étendues le long de broadway
le long des banques

 



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