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elle a dit
je suis allé à travers les rues
ne soyez pas faux
leurs beaux cheveux
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
ce que je souhaite remarquer
le jour est fait
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus
basculé dans le berceau du profond
les jours hypocrites
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent

 



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