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ami, dont le sourire est venu pour être
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
qui appellera le vent
il y a trois manières dont les hommes prennent
un mille derrière
je vais ma manière complacently

 



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