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friend poem

étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
dans ma main je me tiens
il y a un pays complètement de vin
soyez patient, la vie, quand l'amour est à la porte
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline

 



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