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elle a dit
glooms des vivre-chęnes
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
j'ai dit
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
doux comme lit dans la terre
je suis fevered
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez ŕ moi, appel ŕ moi
par le pont grossier
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
indéfiniment
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie

 



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