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il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
passé persistant de thou
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
vieux vin ŕ boire
exister de cygne
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
les petites pričres blanches
babylon -- oů je vais ręver
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
je suis le vent qui hésite
le parfum est venu
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main

 



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