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puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
le soleil est vers le haut
je vous chante
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
ce qui nous fera maintenant
je descends les chemins de jardin
une vie sur la vague d'océan
environ porté plainte au maître
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles


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