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je me tiens par temps gris froid
j'ai entendu qu'une certaine princesse
remuez
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
je vous ai détesté
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
complètement des larmes
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
il parle pas bien
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
plantons

 



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