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hauts murs et énorme
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
remplacez la vision du plaisir
glooms des vivre-chênes
le maître des destins humains suis moi
pourrions nous mais savoir
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement

 



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