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à minuit
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
souvent je pense à la belle ville
indéfiniment
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
je meurs
dans votre vol

 



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