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levé des morts
un, comme part d'un arbre
je l'aime
l'aube était vert pomme
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
est souvent il pas aussi?
en dessous de cette tombe modeste un conqueror se trouve
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
si j'étais très sûr

 



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