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beau
tous apaisent le long du potomac
gloom
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
j'ai vu la première poire
par le rivage, par la mer
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
peu de parc que je traverse

 



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