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anniversary poem

je vous chante
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
si j'étais très sûr
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
une histoire très remarquable ceci est
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
souffleur de verre de temps
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
les ombres des bateaux
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
souvent je pense à la belle ville

 



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