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les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
la nuit était noire et triste
vous vous rappelez
ce que je souhaite remarquer
je vous chante
vieux vin à boire
jamais dans toute ma vie
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
foncé-eyed
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious

 



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