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de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
simplicité
levé des morts
tressé et tissé
la nuit était noire et triste
éliminer, luttant vainly
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
en ce moment

 



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