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mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
fleurs des bébés
je suis allé à travers les rues
l'air est comme un papillon
vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
la terre garde aller de vibration
je l'aime
ne tournez pas votre tête
tous en baisse les années
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui

 



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