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foncé-eyed
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
un počt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
ami, dont le sourire est venu pour ętre
le plus triste de l'année
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux
peu de parc que je traverse

 



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