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seule
je me tiens par temps gris froid
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci Ă  moi
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
ce qui conserve
clair de lune profond et tendre
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
plantons
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
et pain de breaketh pas plus
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient

 



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