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aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
doux comme lit dans la terre
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
comme un homme nu je vont
le maître des destins humains suis moi
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
je suis fevered

 



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