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seule
tristement parlant
dans sa tente gardée
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
dernier minuit
souffleur de verre de temps
je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant
laissez-nous pitié ceux outre dont soyez meilleur que nous sont
allé avant nous

 



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