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il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
doucement pleurant
voyez que je me donne vous
il y a un pays complètement de vin
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
je suis vieux et aveugle
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
composé seul du loveliness
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres

 



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