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l'aube était vert pomme
comme lui Ă  qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
simplement parlant
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
faites les garçons et les filles vont toujours
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids

 



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