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si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
je me suis tenu
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
gloom
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
cette année
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
a arqué l'inondation

 



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