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se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie
beaux, tragical visages
seule
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
un dieu
pourquoi
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement

 



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