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j'ai vu qu'un dieu vous doutent de lui?
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
l'amour a été chanté mille manières
il est venu me prendre par la main
treize ans toujours
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
un regard est mais un rayon
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus

 



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