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je l'ai vu une fois avant
vous faites ne pas entendre
course haut-soutenue
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
pour puis en dehors
le petit pitoyable, porté, visages de rire
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
sous ma fenĂŞtre dans une rue de ville
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres

 



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