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l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
pour pouvoir voir chaque côté de chaque question
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
le soleil et vent et battement de mer
bonheur
démontré dans la lueur vacillante dans vos yeux
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
simplement parlant
exister de cygne
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
le corps peut confiner

 



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