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maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
basculé dans le berceau du profond
pour puis en dehors
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
chère épouse
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
mélancolie, bleu il était
il y a un pays complètement de vin
trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
ainsi tombé
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
mais alas, rêves justes
le jour est fait
splendor doux

 



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