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chère épouse
souvent je pense à la belle ville
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
comme bougie blanche
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
la agonie d'avoir trop de puissance
près d'un champ en détresse
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
je suis fevered
sommeil gentiment dans vos tombes humbles
vous faites entendre
complètement des larmes
laissez-moi être triste

 



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