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mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
nos moments plaisants volent
la noblesse de la mort encore
j'au-dessus-avais préparé l'événement
laissez-nous pitié ceux outre dont soyez meilleur que nous sont
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
et avec l'oiseau de ronflement
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
j'ai vu la première poire
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
j'ai dit

 



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