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la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
passé persistant de thou
dernier minuit
prenez mes bracelets
je descends les chemins de jardin
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus
j'ai fait un voeu par le passé, un seulement
de nos endroits cachés
hors du profond et de l'obscurité
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré

 



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