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l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
roses et or
exprimons nos passions plus basses
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
je ne brűle aucun encens
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
un dieu
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme
dossier une nuit de vol

 



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