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je suis fevered
mélancolie, bleu il était
levé des morts
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
dans la terre silencieuse
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
substance de la lune
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
ne restez pas plus
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres

 



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