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il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
ce qui nous fera maintenant
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
qui appellera le vent
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
dans la terre silencieuse
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
ombres étendues le long de broadway
les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
j'au-dessus-avais préparé l'événement
je suis une femme
en tant qu'elle
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits

 



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