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la dame, votre coeur s'est tournée vers la poussière
donnez-moi la faim
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
donc je ne puis pas
enveloppez la terre par temps nuageux

 



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