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mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
j'ai vu la première poire
nuit mystérieuse
il aurait mĂŞme sa plaisanterie
un regard est mais un rayon
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
vous entendez la pluie?
écoutez la mer retentissante
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre

 



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