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et pain de breaketh pas plus
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
passé persistant de thou

 



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