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je suis une femme
exister de cygne
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
je tiens votre coeur
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
je vais ma manière complacently
dans la terre silencieuse
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
est souvent il pas aussi?
il était un jeune oysterman grand
vous faites entendre
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière

 



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