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foncé-eyed
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
basculé dans le berceau du profond
splendor doux
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
une vie sur la vague d'océan
souffleur de verre de temps
ville qui n'est pas une ville
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous

 



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